"boom!"

It was Lao Yangtou who slipped off the wheelchair.

He lay on the ground and stretched out his hand towards the table: "No, don't do this, don't..."

Yang Huazhong looked coldly at the old Yangtou who was struggling on the ground: "If I had known today, why bother? It's too late. You have used up all our tolerance and family affection!"

Old Yang was lying on the ground, beating the ground, sometimes wailing, sometimes roaring.

"Do you not care whether I live or die? Are you going to kick me out of the house and let me fend for myself? You are so cruel. You are going to be struck by lightning, and you are going to die a good death. Your sons, daughters, daughters, grandsons, grandsons and granddaughters in each house will also die.

…”

"Stop his mouth!" Yang Huazhong suddenly shouted.

There is no need for Yang Huazhong to yell, Yang Huaming will block it.

"At this juncture, dad, you still want to curse us juniors? We are all your descendants and descendants. You are so cruel. You are the one who will be struck by lightning that day!

"

Yang Huaming covered Lao Yangtou's mouth with his hands and yelled at him. In the end, he burst into tears.

He turned his head angrily and violently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. He turned his head again and said, "Don't ever come to Third Brother's house again, and don't go to our house either. Today this is written in black and white, and the village elders have all witnessed it."

, we will have nothing to do with each other from now on."

Old Yang stopped moving his head and closed his eyes.

"No, big brother fainted..." Little old Yangtou suddenly shouted.

Yang Huaming said: "Don't panic, just pinch and wake up..."

"Fourth uncle, it's me this time." Yang Yongzhi said.

"Brother has to let his brother go. It's me who will do it." Yang Yongqing was already rushing towards him.

Yang Huamei stretched out her arm to stop them both: "Get out of the way, I am your elder and I have long nails."

Several people deliberately fought over each other and said these words to Old Yangtou on purpose.

According to previous experience, if you are pretending to be dizzy, you should open your eyes now.

Unexpectedly, Lao Yangtou still closed his eyes tightly and showed no reaction at all.

"Looks like he's really fainted. Auntie, you'd better pinch me." Yang Yongzhi stepped aside and pulled Yang Yongqing over.

Yang Huamei sighed, stretched out her hand ruthlessly, and pinched Old Yang's head hard.

Old Yangtou still didn't wake up.

Yang Huamei intensified the force, and the acupoints on Old Yang's head were pinched to bleed, but the old man still didn't wake up.

"What should I do? Why can't I wake up?" Yang Huamei also panicked and asked brothers Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming for help.

Yang Huaming looked at a loss, and Yang Huazhong said solemnly: "Send it back to the old house and invite Uncle Fu again."

…

Yang Huaming took Yang Yongzhi and several other busy people to Old Yangtou. In the main room, Old Jiangtou and Old Chentou could not bear to see Old Yangtou's desolate look.

But what Old Yangtou did made them unable to open their eyes and plead for him.

"Third brother, we have been friends with your father for decades, and we have watched your brothers grow up. The things your father does in his old age are indeed ridiculous and confusing, and it is difficult for us to plead for mercy."

"But we still want to ask for him, are you really going to ignore him whether he lives or lives in the future? He is lame and old. Doesn't this mean there is no way out for him? If you do this, you will become a

Criticism will become unreasonable when the time comes." Old Jiangtou said.

Old Chentou also nodded in agreement: "Old Jiangtou is right, Fan's too much is not enough!"

Just as Yang Huazhong was about to speak, the leader of the village elders said: "Old Jiangtou, Old Chentou, your worries are reasonable, but when applied to the descendants of the Old Yang family, especially the third child, it will be

It’s a bit redundant.”

"Lao San has promised us in advance that even if Lao Yangtou is removed from the family tree and reconciles with the Tan family, Lao San and the others will bear all his food and drink expenses for the rest of his life."

Yang Huazhong nodded, took the village elder's words and said: "We will not care about dad's life or death. Later, we will renovate the four-bedroom courtyard at the entrance of the village and let dad move there. We will spend money in the village

Invite a man who can cook and wash clothes to come and serve my father personally."

"We provide him with food, clothing, housing and transportation. In other aspects, we don't care if he wants to marry a wife or take a concubine."

"In the future, a hundred years after he is born, we will play and beat him and bury him in a glorious manner. However, we will not fulfill Ding's concern about keeping his filial piety. We will make it clear to you first so that you can be witnesses."

Everyone sighed and fell silent.

Finally, everyone had dispersed, and Yang Huazhong sat alone at the table with a desolate look on his face.

Mrs. Sun made a bowl of brown sugar water and brought it to him, "Dad Qing'er, drink some sugar water to replenish your vitality. Look, your face is not looking good after working for so long. You have just recovered from a serious illness. You shouldn't be working so hard."

Labor.”

Yang Huazhong raised his head, his eyes were red, and asked Sun in a hoarse voice: "Am I being too heartless if I do this today?"

Mrs. Sun was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

"Dad Qing'er, you have done your best. Every room in our house is on your side. What's more, today's decision was not made by you alone. It was after everyone's deliberation. You didn't

wrong."

Yang Huazhong nodded, "I never thought that one day the relationship between father and son would reach this point, that's it, that's all!"

After Old Yangtou regained consciousness, he clamored to see Yang Huazhong.

But Yang Huazhong was determined not to step foot in the door of his old house.

"Third brother, you'd better not go see dad. He's used to saying nice things and pretending to be pitiful, and you've always been soft-hearted. After crying and begging for protection, you're soft-hearted and have to change your mind."

When Yang Huaming came to visit, he must tell Yang Huazhong about the current situation of old Yangtou.

Yang Huazhong sighed heavily, "How are the houses on both sides repaired?"

The small yard at the south end of the village has been repaired and Old Yangtou can move in.

The three west rooms in the old house have also been renovated, allowing Yang Huaming to live back with his three girls, Kang Xiaozi and Tiedan.

Yang Huaming said: "It's coming soon, we can move in within two days."

Yang Huazhong nodded, "Have you found someone to serve our father?"

Yang Huaming nodded again: "We have found Uncle Jiang's younger brother, an old bachelor in his fifties."

Lao Jiangtou's younger brother, Jiang Er, died in childbirth when he was still married to two wives and had children.

Jiang Er was deeply hit and never married again. Lao Jiangtou adopted one of his sons in Jiang Er's name.

It was originally a good thing for his nephew to provide for him until he died, but after all, his nephew was not his biological son, and his nephew's wife was not a serious daughter-in-law.

Jiang Er is a self-aware person. He doesn't want to bore them by being bedridden in the future, so he thinks that while he still has some strength and can run and jump, he can find some work to do and earn some money.

At least in the future, when he is sick in bed and has to take care of them, he can give him three melons and two dates, and he will feel at ease. For the sake of money, they will treat him somewhat better.
Chapter completed!